The tears were streaming

down my face,

happy thoughts

I could not retrace.

I stare up at

my computer screen,

social media

can be so mean.

I type my goodbyes

though no one cares,

I grab the bottle

and take them in pairs.

They slide down my throat

and my head's feeling light,

the bottle is now empty

and I don't feel so right.

I run to the bathroom,

I'm gonna be sick.

My brother hears

and it all starts to click.

He finds the phone

and shaking with fear,

he yells "dont worry,

Katie im here!"

At that moment

my mind fills with regret.

My family still loves me,

how could I forget?

But the realization comes

an hour too late,

My own rash decisions

caused my horrible fate.



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